Quite Contrary

It’s funny that as a grown up who has had a large part in both creating and subsequently sustaining life, actual perfect human life with teeny fingers and toes and dimples and questions – oh the endless questions – I get so excited when I manage to grow a plant.

My days are filled with trying to gasp control in places where it cannot happen and the garden and its soil are the only place where I embrace spontinaety, planting seeds and tiny shoots of plants and entrusting their lives and their leaves to the moist soil and Mother Nature because that’s just how it is. If they grow, they grow, if they don’t I’ll try again with something else and repeat until colour and petals and leaves and roots abound.

Freesia

I don’t know what to plant where or when or how and at the point of selecting things for the back garden, exasperated and overwhelmed and impatient I chose from two criteria; things that I like and things that were cheap because something (anything) needed to be done.

I have no idea…but it’s pretty

I was not expecting to see much this summer(?) and although sunlight is yet to break through the grey clouds that seem to have cloaked East Anglia since October 2012, the recent warmth has lead to a sudden beautiful explosion of freesias and geraniums and a million other things that I can’t name.

Although every day within these four walls I am surrounded by the fruits of the hard work that took rooms from shambles to home, somehow the garden feels more of a triumph

Love

I guess because it’s organic and it’s life and it’s ever changing and there really is something therapeutic about digging until soil is lodged under your nails and your back aches and your muscles protest but tiny green shoots poke triumphantly through the earth.

What a lovely post. I can totally understand your excitement at getting a plant to grow, I was the same with my first herb seeds and even now I get excited when I’ve cared for a new plant and see it starting to thrive :)

Baby sunflowers! How cute are they? I love your purtee fleu fleus – especially the pink that that we don’t know what it is (I suspect someone will be along to tell us in a bit).
Do you have a secret, a green fingered one, you don;t play them music do you? PJ and Duncan? ;)

Thanks for joining in and may I say what a huge transformation in your garden from last time I saw it x

Lovely colour and beautiful images! Can’t wait to see even more, pictures as the garden continues to flower. I particularly love the picture of the fence and all the amazing plants that are flowering in the border there. I too am very bad at naming exactly what the plants are in my garden. If it grows and flowers that makes me happy!

Lovely! I feel the same way about my children and plants! Surely raising children should be harder. (although it’s early days yet with both). I’m pretty useless at house plants but getting better at outside plants. I was very excited when my garden started blooming.